When visiting the Ft. Worth Stockyards, I did what lots of tourists do. I sat on a Texas Longhorn.

The saddle was a little large for me. You can see me if you look hard.

The young woman didn't charge me 5 dollars like she charged the other tourists. She didn't make me sign a disclaimer, either. When Beth asked if she could pose me a little closer to the horns, she kind of acted like she gets that question all the time.

But 5-dollar tourists never get to sit on the Longhorn's head. And this is why. That Longhorn thought I was an annoying bee and tried to toss me off. In this photo, I'm holding onto the fur like a bull rider. But I lost my grip and flew up into the air. Luckily the young cowgirl (with good reflexes) caught me in her palm, just before I landed in a bucket... of something... I'm not sure what.

Second Ride!

That was so fun, I wanted to try another Longhorn. This one had reddish-brown fur and seemed very calm.

I sat proudly on that tuft of fur and the sweet Longhorn didn't seem to mind. I would have waved to the tourists who laughed when they walked by, but I was holding onto some hair... just in case.

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Little Bear

My mom gave me this tiny bear over 25 years ago... because I like small things.

A few years ago, I usedhim in an assignment for a photo club and I got hooked. This little guy is a great excuse to play. He fits in my camera bag, so he's always at the ready for a photo shoot. He's been to a lot of places and he's had a few close calls, with fire, rivers, champagne, wild animals... the scariest of all was when he was lost in New York and returned to me weeks later.

I started the blog for Little Bear in 2012, but he got tired of my blogging style, very quickly. He has been writing his own blog for years.